forced to fall in love

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Lingxi was woken up by the heat, the sweat on his forehead fell into the underwear under his neck along the contour of his cheeks.

The cold touch is fleeting.

She opened her eyes, and it took only a few breaths to go from one end of the darkness to the other, but to her, it seemed like a long wait.

Lingxi's mind was blank, and there was no light around him.

It wasn't because she didn't remember anything, but because she didn't forget anything this time, but she was a little dazed.

The infestation of demonic energy was originally to push Lingxi into the airtight dark room when the demonic energy surged into her heart, blurring her mind and dulling her senses.

But after being pushed in again and again, this time the stone wall in the dark room became transparent. She still couldn't make a sound and couldn't control herself, but she could see herself and Xie Xisui outside through the dark room.

She remembers the tip of her tongue rubbing against Xie Xisui's wet cheeks and the warmth that flickers away, she remembers Xie Xisui's light smile and frankness about her love for her, and she also remembers Xie Xisui pressing her forehead against her and whispering to her that they still have a lot time.

Then entering her consciousness, Xie Xisui stepped into the dusty memory in person, as if a thousand waves were stirred up, pushing outward one after another, opening up the past.

Hold by Xie Xisui, the body of the flute resounding on the lips is the original image of consonance and spiritual consciousness. The moment the entire divine realm was covered by sparkling golden light, they reached the highest fusion of spiritual consciousness.

The tumbling waves seemed to engulf her, but when they fell, they carried her higher.

Xie Xisui stood in front of Lingxi and reached out to her.

She said to reach out, and Lingxi stretched out his hand. She said, before Lingxi could move, Xie Xisui had already held her tightly with one hand, pulling her closer.

Lingxi was suddenly embraced, Xie Xisui hugged her so tightly, with one hand on his waist and the other stroking her back, then Lingxi heard her say to her very softly: "Thanks for your hard work."

Lingxi sat up abruptly, the large black hair behind her shoulders slowly fell down, and the ear hair stuck to her temples together with sweat.

The room was still dark, with no light, no sound, not even Xie Xisui.

Just looking around the room for a while, Lingxi has already got up and opened the door to go out.

If it is too quiet, there will be problems.

Besides, she's been asleep for so long?There is no difference between the day and the day.

The door was pushed open, and it was still pitch black, but the blood-red Golden Crow above its head seemed to be covered with a layer of veil, covering the light, and it looked very strange.

"Ah! Sister!"

"Senior Sister! You're awake!"

Lingxi didn't look back, but still looked at the blood-red Golden Crow.

The two people standing at the door surrounded her neatly. They wanted to touch her, but they were afraid that she would be hurt, so they just walked around her in the end.

"Sister, are you alright?"

After a while, Lingxi frowned slightly and looked at them: "What happened?"

Tong Ningyun and Qin Tang fell silent for a moment, they glanced at each other, and were about to speak but were interrupted by Lingxi.

"Master asked you to guard me, but she is not here."

"It means there must be something more serious than this."

Lingxi raised his eyes abruptly, and looked in the direction of Meng Jiangfeng. Sure enough, he was shrouded in fog and couldn't see anything clearly.

The moment the sword body appeared on the soles of his feet, Lingxi had already stepped out of the sword, and Qin Tang chased after her to stop her.

"Senior sister, don't be impulsive, the elder has an order, let the two of us guard you, and don't let you take half a step into Mengjiang Peak."

Tong Ningyun, who was chasing after her, also said: "Yes, senior sister, the elders will help you get rid of the evil energy. You haven't recovered yet, so don't worry, everything will be fine if the head and other elders are gone!"

"It is precisely because Master helped me get rid of the devilish energy," Lingxi said decisively, "That's why I'm going all the more."

Qin Tang took a step forward: "The elder has a life, I hope the senior sister will not embarrass us."

Lingxi looked at them, but looked at Meng Jiangfeng behind them very quickly, feeling faintly uneasy.

"You can't stop me."

When Lingxi uttered another sound, she had already flashed past them, barely moving forward for a while, but there was a voice in her heart that made her stop.

"go back."

Very light two words.

The sword body was floating in the air, neither advancing nor retreating, in a stalemate.

"Don't you even listen to me?"

Xie Xisui's voice came from Lingxi's consciousness one by one.

It was as if it was right next to Lingxi's ear, and I could feel the heat of her exhalation, and it was also as if it was right in front of my eyes, I could see her frowning slightly, looking at her steadily.

Lingxi closed his eyes slightly: "Listen."

After a while, Lingxi released his consciousness and approached Xiesui.

"But just as Master cares about me, I also care about you."

"Master asked me to hand in my homework every day, but I haven't done it today."

Lingxi suddenly opened her eyes, and the moment her palm touched the mist, she seemed to avoid her automatically, and took another step forward, and she stepped into Mengjiang Peak.

With the palm facing up, the sword has been unsheathed, and the blade is glowing with a cold light, reflecting the brokenness in front of him.

This layer of fog was not used to cover Meng Jiangfeng, but to protect her. Qin Tang and the others just wanted to protect her.

The rampant demonic energy from the outside world crazily devoured everything, the monsters gathered and the disciples of the Yaoguang Sect fought bloody.

Xie Xisui has been wrestling with the devil for an unknown amount of time, because he was worried about her, he forcibly distracted her to stop.

The elders and Xu Gu scattered out to trap the demon head in the formation, but they couldn't seal it, so they could barely keep it.

The blood-colored Golden Crow hangs above the head, and the thick snow covered by Mengjiang Peak also reflects bright blood, or it may be dyed red by blood.

Lingxi just glanced at it, raised her sword and swung it to kill the surrounding monsters. She stood up with the sword, only the faintly visible light-colored clothes in front of her eyes.

There were people calling her around, and the screams were mixed with the sound of the wind that the monster's sharp blade brushed her cheek.

None of this stopped her.

In the end, Xie Xisui landed in front of her, raised his hand to shake off the demonic energy coming from the demon head, turned around to see her helpless, and protected her behind with one hand.

The demon head suddenly let out a roaring sound, and the monsters who were still fighting below heard the sound and leaned towards it recklessly.

In an instant, they surrounded the devil's head to protect it, and became its new attacking blade.

Xie Xi Sui Hu's hand in front of her slowly fell, and he held Ling Xi's hand hanging on the side.

"Are you afraid?" She asked Lingxi.

I don't know why, but at that moment, Lingxi seemed to have returned to the final battle.

Tens of thousands of black souls surrounded them, the sky was dark, and every piece of the black souls was filled with death energy that was about to engulf them.

Everything in the world is black and white, good and evil. Many obsessions, resentments, and regrets converge into huge evil thoughts.

They want to fight for the power to control time and space, and want to return to the time and space they want to go, so they get together and become black souls.

At that time, Shenshang was also holding Lingxi who had turned into a jade flute, and her white clothes were fluttering in the wind. She faced those black souls alone, with half-closed eyelids, gently stroking the body of the flute, and asked her in a low voice. One sentence: "Are you afraid?"

It's just that Lingxi at that time couldn't answer her, didn't understand what she meant, and couldn't even hold her hand tightly like now.

The subsequent battle lasted for a long, long time, day and night were reversed, time stopped, the whole air was filled with foul-smelling black air, the space was chaotic, and nothing could be distinguished clearly.

Lingxi's eyes were already red-eyed, and the hostility was attacking her, and because of the blessing of the gods, she resisted the hostility.

The body of the flute was hot and cold, trembling in her hand.

This is a battle of wheels for the black soul, but for the gods it is her last stand with Lingxi.

She hadn't healed from her previous injury, and it was barely enough to hold on till the end.

When the last blow came, it was the remnant black soul with the belief of mortal death, and from the beginning to the end, the god carried the eternal belief of protecting the three thousand worlds.

In the collision of belief and belief, how can eternity lose?

Indeed they won.

However, a few breaths after the black soul disappeared, the demeanor that God barely maintained turned into white light.

Lingxi received a strong blow, a crack opened on the body of the flute, lost the blessing of the divine power, and transformed into a human form.

Lingxi wants to protect her, hold her hand, and prevent her soul fragments from dispersing.

But Lingxi couldn't do anything, there was a drop of blood on Shenshang's white robe, like kapok blooming on a branch, burning her eyes with fiery red.

Lingxi failed to touch her hand in the end, and watched her disappear into white light.

From then on, only Lingxi remained in the huge hall and courtyard.

"Not afraid." Lingxi held her hand tightly, stepped forward and stood beside her, "I'm more afraid of losing you."

Xie Xisui looked at her and smiled: "Is there anything else you want to say to me?"

"I still have a lot to say to you, I haven't done the homework you assigned, I remember everything." Lingxi also looked at her, her eyes were a little hot.

Xie Xisui rubbed the end of her eyes with his fingertips: "Well, think about this and stick to it until the end."

"All the words, I want you to tell me word by word after the end."

"it is good."

Mengjiang Peak suddenly had a heavy snowfall, and the crystal clear snowflakes floated in mid-air, and were instantly stained red by splashing blood.

Lingxi danced a sword flower, which turned into a bleak sword energy, splitting a path of blood.

Xie Xisui leaned against her back, flipped out the blade of his sword, returned all the swords, and wiped out all the monsters beside the demon head.

Then when the demon head attacked them again, the two jumped up at the same time, and when they reappeared, Lingxi approached the top of the devil's head, using the sword as a finger, and stood upside down.

The devil let out an angry roar, but opened an eye on the top of his head, with vertical pupils in a prismatic shape. He only glanced at Lingxi, and Lingxi fell like petrified.

But soon the fragile soft flesh of its abdomen was streaked by the sharp sword energy, the golden sword light was fleeting, it looked like a sword light, the light disappeared, and a bloody hole had been broken inside.

There are thin cuts above the bloody mouth, and there are countless sword wounds under the bloody mouth.

Lingxi took advantage of the demon's head turning around in pain, and resumed his actions.

This battle lasted for a long time, and when the heavy snow fell, it was more like a rain of blood.

The fog lingered for a long time, making it unreal, but it became clear because of the two white figures in the chaos.

Lingxi was fascinated by the blood. If the demon head could not be killed, the monsters would not be killed. The continuous supply of demonic energy produced a large number of monsters.

After dealing with it for a long time, Lingxi can think of the black soul more. If it is also necessary to use faith to die together, then Lingxi would rather be her.

Suddenly a storm rolled up around, the demon head took a deep breath to swallow the sword energy, the ejected magic energy was wrapped in the storm, and scattered into countless roads to surround Xie Xisui.

In the center of the siege of the storm, huge vines covered with thorns protruded from the bottom of Mengjiang Peak, entangled upwards, and above them gathered countless monsters, blocking the escape route.

Lingxi raised his head abruptly, and saw that she was looking at her and smiling in the gap, the corners of her lips were slightly curved, the smile was very weak, as if she was going to see her again, and she disappeared in front of his eyes.

Just thinking that such a thing might happen, Lingxi suddenly felt a suffocating pain.

The blade of the sword in his hand parted, and the moment the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, the jade flute that emerged from Lingxi's palm shone white.

Lingxi can only borrow a little of her original strength, too much borrowing will make her current body unable to bear it and collapse.

The collapse of her body may make it impossible for her to recover the soul fragments on the gods.

Lingxi fights with his body, like a fight to the death.

But just when Lingxi was about to pass through the demonic energy, the vines below were torn apart suddenly, and a thicker and more powerful vine emerged from the ground. It protected Xiesui and was about to send her to the highest point.

Lingxi paused for a moment, the jade flute turned and came out, the sound of the flute vibrated, cooperated with the vines, killed the monsters surrounded by high places one by one, and then landed beside her, when she was about to hold her hand, Lingxi's fingertips Shaked.

"It's time to clean up the rotten vines, too."

Xie Xisui took her hand and comforted her with the warmth of his palm.

Lingxi's lips parted slightly, but in an instant she saw the devil's head suddenly appearing behind Xie Xisui with a wide open mouth.

The moment its snake eyes opened slightly, the light of the jade flute surrounded Xie Xisui, and Lingxi hugged her fiercely and turned around.

Suddenly, strong wind gusts engulfed the petrified Lingxi at the same time.

Falling into the abyss of demonic energy again, the demonic energy entangled her and restrained Lingxi's sword energy, and she was trapped inside.

The light from the jade flute reflected Lingxi's eyes, and the moment she played the flute, the devil's head trembled violently, almost unconsciously, Lingxi remembered the tune that Xie Xisui played in her consciousness.

is so familiar.

The trembling of the devil's head didn't stop, and a large amount of devil's energy was slowly fading away. Something happened outside, and Lingxi could even hear the devil's roar in pain.

Is the sound of the flute able to restrain the devil?

Consonance was a little uncertain, but this idea was rejected in an instant.

Because she saw that the sharp knife came out of its sheath and split open the demon head's internal organs, and the light poured in and shone on Lingxi's face.

Then, Lingxi saw Xie Xisui who was waving a sharp knife.

Then Lingxi heard her call her: "Lingxi."